Ya'll settle down. Feelay loves me. He can't help himself.

Had a scare this AM Sat. Apparently the boys were playing around last night throwing an old chamois cloth around in the carport. Well, this AM when I jumped in the truck, I glanced over out the passenger side glass and about had a heart attack. It seems the last one that chunked it at the other ducked and it stuck to the window. Overnight it dried and shriveled up and wrinkled down and when I saw it this AM, I thought you'd snuck up on me and had pressed your bare hiney up against my window.

Scary.

Wannabe...